oi theres a war going on here

Overheard at Teitan Elementary [2]
  • Genta: Explain yourself, Conan!
  • Ayumi: Conan-kun!
  • Conan: Oi, what's wrong, lot?
  • Mitsuhiko: Wakasa-sensei asked us to find the photos of Teitan Elementary Alumnis!
  • Conan: ...and?
  • Genta: That's the pic of the Kudo Shinichi guy...
  • Ayumi: Who graduated 10 years ago...
  • Mitsuhiko: And he looks just like you, Conan-kun! How is this possible?
  • Conan: ...just a coincidence?
  • Genta: Don't play games with us!
  • Conan: O-okay, it's simple, guys! He's a grandchild of the uncle of the nephew of the daughter of my mother's grandfather's brother!
  • Haibara: Edogawa-kun's family is extremely complicated.
  • Conan: Shutup.
  • Mitsuhiko: Please, be serious, Conan-kun! We all know that you are...
  • (at once)
  • Ayumi: Urashima Taro!
  • Genta: An alien!
  • Mitsuhiko: A time traveler!
  • ...
  • Genta: What are you talking about, guys! He's surely an alien! I saw stuff like that on TV! He infiltrated us and borrowed that Kudo Shinichi's form!
  • Ayumi: Genta-kun, that's silly!
  • Mitsuhiko: Besides, why would he borrow Kudo Shinichi's child form?
  • Genta: Who knows those aliens...
  • Conan: Oi...
  • Ayumi: Conan-kun is Urashima Taro! He traveled on big mr. Turtle's back to the Sea Dragon Palace, and when he came back 10 years passed!
  • Mitsuhiko: But Urashima Taro is a hero of the legend...
  • Genta: Sea Dragon? Is it like eel?
  • Ayumi: Genta-kun!
  • Mitsuhiko: We know that there's a scientific explanation to this! Conan-kun is from the future and they invented a time travel! That's why he was in the photo 10 years ago and that's why he looks exactly the same. Am I right, Conan-kun?
  • Ayumi: But why would Conan-kun travel to the past? And what will happen to Ran-onee-san, if she will learn that her boyfriend is from the future?..
  • Genta: Maybe there's a war going on in future and he came here to prevent it? I saw it on TV with dad!
  • Mitsuhiko: Genta-kun...
  • Haibara: Then how about this explanation? His cellular structure was forcibly redone by a mysterious drug and he shrunk due to the ingenious invention of a biochemical teen prodigy who worked in a secret evil organization?
  • ...
  • Mitsuhiko: ...you watch too many science dramas, Haibara-san...
  • Ayumi: Yeah... that sounds even less possible than Genta-kun's Alien theory, Ai-chan...
  • Genta: That's funny, Haibara!
  • Conan: Oi-oi...

‘How was practice?’ asked Hermione rather cooly half an hour later, as Harry and Ron climbed through the portrait hole into the Gryffindor common room.
'It was-’ Harry began.
'Completely lousy,’ said Ron in a hollow voice, sinking into a chair beside Hermione. She looked up at Ron and her frostiness seemed to melt. ~ “Percy and Padfoot”, Order of the Phoenix

'Good luck, Ron!’ said Hermione standing tiptoe and kissing him on the cheek. 'And you, Harry-’
Ron seemed to come to himself slightly as they walked back across the Great Hall. He touched the spot on his face where Hermione had kissed him, looking puzzled, as though he was not quite sure what had just happened. He seemed too distracted to notice much around him. ~ “The Lion and the Serpent”, Order of the Phoenix

'What do you think about this?’ Hermione demanded of Ron, and Harry was reminded irresistibly of Mrs Weasley appealing to her husband during Harry’s first dinner in Grimmauld Place. ~ “Career Advice”, Order of the Phoenix

Ron glanced at Hermione, then said, 'What if purebloods and half-bloods swear a Muggle-born’s part of their family? I’ll tell everyone Hermione’s my cousin–’
Hermione covered Ron’s hand with hers and squeezed it. 'Thank you, Ron, but I couldn’t let you–’
'You won’t have a choice,’ said Ron fiercely, gripping her hand back. 'I’ll teach you my family tree so you can answer questions on it.’
Hermione gave a shaky laugh. ~ “The Bribe”, Deathly Hallows

'Ron!’ he shouted, but the Riddle-Harry was now speaking with Voldemort’s voice and Ron was gazing, mesmerized, into its face.
'Why return? We were better without you, happier without you, glad of your absence… We laughed at your stupidity, your cowardice, your presumption–’
'Presumption!’ echoed the Riddle-Hermione, who was more beautiful and yet more terrible than the real Hermione: she swayed, cackling, before Ron, who looked horrified yet transfixed, the sword hanging pointlessly at his side. 'Who could look at you, who would ever look at you, beside Harry Potter? What have you ever done, compared with the Chosen One? What are you, compared with the Boy Who Lived?’
'Ron, stab it, STAB IT!’ Harry yelled, but Ron did not move: his eyes were wide, and the Riddle-Harry and the Riddle-Hermione reflected in them, their hair swirling like flames, their eyes shining red, their voices lifted in an evil duet.
'Your mother confessed,’ sneered Riddle-Harry, while Riddle-Hermione jeered, 'that she would have preferred me as a son, would be glad to exchange…’
'Who wouldn’t prefer him, what woman would take you, you are nothing, nothing, nothing to him,’ crooned Riddle-Hermione, and she stretched like a snake and entwined herself around Riddle-Harry, wrapping him in a close embrace: their lips met.
On the ground in front of him, Ron’s face filled with anguish. He raised the sword high, his arms shaking. ~ “The Silver Doe”, Deathly Hallows

'No!’ shouted Ron. 'You can have me, keep me!’
Bellatrix hit him across the face; the blow echoed around the room.
'If she dies under questioning, I’ll take you next,’ she said. 'Blood traitor is next to Mudblood in my book. Take them downstairs, Greyback, and make sure they are nice and secure, but do nothing more to them - yet.’
She threw Greyback’s wand back to him, then took a short silver knife from under her robes. She cut Hermione free from the other prisoners, then dragged her by the hair into the middle of the room while Greyback forced the rest of them to shuffle across to another door, into a dark passageway, his wand held out in front of him, projecting an invisible and irresistible force.
'Reckon she’ll let me have a bit of the girl when she’s finished with her?’ Greyback crooned, as he forced them along the corridor. 'I’d say I’ll get a bit or two, wouldn’t you Ginger?’
Harry could feel Ron shaking.
The echoing bang of the slammed cellar door had not died away before there was a terrible, drawn-out scream from directly above them.
'HERMIONE’ Ron bellowed, and started to writhe and struggle against the ropes tying them together, so that Harry staggered. 'HERMIONE!’
'Be quiet!’ Harry said. 'Shut up, Ron, we need to work out a way -’
'HERMIONE! HERMIONE!’~ “Malfoy Manor”, Deathly Hallows

Hang on a moment,’ said Ron sharply. 'We’ve forgotten someone!’
'Who?’ asked Hermione.
'The house-elves, they’ll all be down in the kitchen, won’t they?’
'You mean we ought to get them fighting?’ asked Harry.
'No’ said Ron seriously, 'I mean we should tell them to get out. We dont want anymore Dobbys, do we? We can’t order them to die for us -’
There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione’s arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet.
'Is this the moment?’ Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice.
'OI! There’s a war going on here!’
Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still wrapped around each other. 'I know, mate,’ said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of his head with a bludger, 'so it’s now or never, isn’t it?’ ~ “The Battle of Hogwarts”, Deathly HallowsLOOK ME IN THE EYE AND TELL ME THAT ISN’T LOVE